God found me desolate
In complete ruin
Wandering in darkness
God said, “Light be”
And it was morn
His mercy was new
Grace separated the dark
Casting fear down
He placed in me a clean heart
To be His unveiled sanctuary
And a river was there
That flowed from the throne
God made a covenant with Himself
To fulfill the will of His desire
After He finished the works
God gave them to me
Writing them into my story
Making my tale His Son’s

2019 Tim D. Coulter Sr.